After all, the blood of the Qin and Liu Families runs through the veins of the granddaughter.
The Qin and Liu Families may have ancestral homes, but there's no such thing as a hometown for them, because their home is right on the river.
The old lady gently placed her hand on her chest, suddenly feeling a sense of relief, thankful that Xiao Yuan and Alii were a boy and a girl, and that the two kids were so close that even "childhood sweethearts" didn't suffice to describe their relationship.
If they were two kids of the same gender, with one shouldering the family responsibilities and the other recovering from illness, conflicts would inevitably arise, no matter how reasonable both sides were.
Now, it's all good; the conflicts were nipped in the bud.
Liu Yumei unconsciously started to smile again; life indeed got better. She was actually able to spare thoughts for family squabbles now.
